Franklin K Lane High School - Senior Echoes Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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IeTTers, or wheTher I will conTinue To procrasTinaTe wriTing Them as I have done in The pasT. Will I shrink Trom my own individual duTy, or will I bravely deposiT The IeTTers in The mail box? Since I owe iT To myseIT To correspond wiTh my TavoriTe ceIebriTies and also To Those who are umcavorable in my eyes, I musT Take The responsibiIiTy and noT waiT Tor This Task To be shiTTed To someone else. This is a Tree counTry where democracy exisTs. ImprisonmenT does noT resuIT Trom seriously wriTing To our mayor or congressman in order To express our opinion, as now happens abroad. In Toreign counTries The inhabiTanTs are noT Tree To wriTe Their views and beIieTs To Their oTTiciaIs. Our righTs and liberTies should be appreciaTed and noT Taken Tor granTed and shunned. ATTer Thinking iT over and Taking everyThing inTo consideraTion, I am posiTive ThaT I musT abandon my weak aTTiTude and adopT a policy oT leadership and iniTiaTive. Evelyn Wemssen L L L 7 CDR EEEK! DEDICATED TO-?- The phone bell iangled and The TypewriTer sTopped. Quickie's slim young hand reached ouT and IiTTed The receiver Trom The hook. I-Iello-yes-ThaT's righT-no he isn'T-Oh!--yes, I'II Tell him as soon as he geTs in-Franklin K. Lane-Jamaica Avenue-Oh yes. JusT Then The door opened and a Tall, handsome young man walked in. IT was Yellery Green ICharTreuse To his Triendsl, The Tarnous deTecTive and Tairy sTory wriTer. I-le could Tell by The look on his secreTary's Tace ThaT someThing was up. WhaT is iT Quickie, a case? Yes. Murder! Tell me more. WeII, here are The deTaiIs as I goT Them. A young high school boy, Spankie Pane, is The vicTim. I-le was in The school library when iT happened. I-Ie iusT walked up To The desk, asked abouT a book, and as The librarian was abouT To hand iT To him, he Tell To The Tloor, dead! No marks, noThing! They're compIeTeIy baTFIed. WeII, Quickie, whaT are we waiTing Tor? GeT your haTI! We're oTI:. The Two jumped inTo a cab and in a Tew minuTes They arrived aT Their desTina- Tion. They wenT sTraighT To The library. Quickie Took down noTes and Yellery iusT saT and observed. Suddenly he jumped up. I've goT iT, he cried, whaT a Tool I've been! Before Yellery gives you The soIuTion, we will give our rocking-chair deTecTive, Mrs. KniTone PerIeTwo, a chance To give you her idea oT The soIuTion. Mrs. PerIeTwo, give! I Well, I don'T know: buT I guess I'd say iT was-The buTIer. Thank you very much. We're noT going To Tell you if ThaT's righT1 buT we'II beT you Tind ouT Tor yourself. FF wk FY FK ik IT's all very simpIe, Yellery was saying, iusT observe The oTher sTudenTs and Then Think back. WhaT happened? Spankie walked up To The desk, asked abouT a book. Then whaT? Did he Turn and walk away as Those oThers are doing? No! Think! The librarian was going To give him The book he asked Tor because, Tor The TirsT Time in his IiTe, The book was in. ThaT leaves buT one answer. My friends, Spankie Pane died oT shock! Marilyn Feldman L L L 28

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I DEDICATE TI-IIS POEM f Ki , wifilr- , i'I'ufI ? y I I I fs JLJ1. To you who've sfriven for heighfs Thaf few can e'er aTTain, Wifh goals which are, by righf, For few To ever feign, I dedicafe This poem. To you who have worked To reach The passing grade, Wifh Thoughfs of Those who've Iurked, And sfandards which were laid, I dedicaTe This poem. To you who wanT more learning, And 'Tis whaT you oughf, To you who will be earning The business place you've soughT, I dedicafe This poem. Those who will go ahead, And, Too, Those lazy few, Who'II Take Their elders' sTead, I dedicafe This poem TO YOU. Claire Mae Gallin I 1 L WI-IAT A NAME IS IN OR ARE MEN SMARTER TI-IAN WOMEN I don'T Think of my name in Terms of WhaT's in a Name? . My name is The subiecf of so many puns, ThaT I can Thirik of iT only in Terms of WhaT a Name Is In . Once a week during my odd numbered Terms I'd be greefed wiTh I-Iyieanne . In Biology I'm imporTanT as a characfer deferminer of all offspring from The Amoeba up. Somefimes in This connecfion, I'm a recessive Jeanne, and someTimes I'm a dom- inanT Jeanne. AnoTher honor of mine in Biology, as a Jeanneus. is being a classifying group of animals embracing one or more species. I could rave on and on wiTh These puns abouT my name, buT I Think I'II sTop wiTh Jeanneus. Ah! Jeanneusl ThaT's The name I Iike. IT sounds so inTeIIecTuaI. I Think I'II become a LaTin and call myself Jeanneus from now on. Oh shucksl my knowledge of LaTin iusf reminded me ThaT feminine LaTin names end in a . I can'T be a Jean- neusl IT's a man's world affer aII! Only a man can be a Jeanneus. Jeanne Sprifer A A A 30